Taking in a deep breath and putting it all into my abdomen, I
gathered all of the energy I had left.

“—Uoooh!!”

All of my spirit surging out, I hauled up Alice who dangled off
my left hand. A violent pain ran through the joints at my arms
and shoulders, but I somehow brought Alice up to the same
height, then shouted out with the rest of my strength.

“Get your sword through that seam…! I can’t hold on anymore,
please!”

I stared hard at Alice’s much distorted face right beside me
with a frantic look.

After an instant of silence, Alice moved her left arm and the
Fragrant Olive Sword deeply stabbed its point into the gap
between the marble with a sharp noise.

(Alicization Dividing, 27)